Lyrics:
Pure Prairie League All In Good Time

t work at all Don't go confessin' your love 'til she's ready & willing to fall Well her mind's made up, her heart's on the run All she wants to do is

(Craig Fuller/Tim Krekel) It came as quite a shock this morning After all the plans we'd made to settle down She said she needed more than I could offer

find my dream just west of New Orleans If you pole down the Bayou St. John The way twin fiddles play and she squeeze on her squeezebox 'til dawn All night

apart, they won't work separately Well the lesson took some time to learn, but now I finally see Some things, like you and me, are meant to be There was a time

I guess you must be a busy girl Is this what you meant when you said you'd go far Well, as for me, I got all the time in the world To sit and wonder

and all the hoops you have to jump through They make you crazy, and drag you down As you work to keep your good name in this town Well it's time you